cosmo sex tip 434

jokerisms:

when he’s on his back, lay on his chest so that your body is slightly perpendicular to his

THEN HOOK HIS LEG AND PIN HIM FOR THE THREE-COUNT TO BECOME THE NEW WWE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION

Moral of the evening

If you half joke about my finances I will tear you a new asshole. Especially if you routinely benefit from my financial planning.

Tired of my body falling apart. Tired of spending all of my 20s with constant back, shoulder and knee pain.

prairie-homo-companion:

this is from a real diary by a 13-year-old girl in 1870. teenage girls are awesome and they’ve always been that way.

(Source: eudaemaniacal)

styro:

alegbra:

our savior


Our Lady of the Hot Dogs

styro:

alegbra:

our savior

Our Lady of the Hot Dogs

(Source: powerburial)

It takes a special kind of person to be my friend for 10 years.

It takes a special kind of person to be my friend for 10 years.

follows someone new
immediately unfollows them when not ten minutes later they post porn

THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS.

Night thoughts

"I should shave the side of my head and get it tattooed and then cover it back up with long hair."

I’m tired of talking about feminism to men.

I’m tired of explaining to men that the feminist movement will, in fact, benefit them as well as women. I’m tired of trying to hawk gender equality like I’m some kind of car salesman showing off a shiny new sedan, explaining all of its bells and whistles. I’m tired of smiling through a thousand thoughtless microaggressions, tired of providing countless pieces of evidence, tired of being questioned on every. single. damn. thing. I’m tired of proving that microaggressions exist, tired of proving that I’m unfairly questioned and asked for proof. For a movement that’s centered around the advancement and empowerment of women, why do I feel like I’m supposed to spend so damn much of my time carefully considering how what I say and do will be taken by men?

I’m tired of men who insert themselves into feminist spaces with claims of hurt feelings. I’m tired of men who somehow manage to make every issue about them. I’m tired of men like the one who recently stopped by a friend’s Facebook thread in order to call feminism “cunty,” then lecture the women involved for being too “hostile” in their responses to him. I’m tired of men telling me that my understanding of feminism and rape culture are wrong, as if these aren’t things that I have studied intensely. I’m tired of men who claim to be feminist allies, then abuse that position to their own advantage. I’m so fucking exhausted by the fact that I know that I will have to, at some point in this piece, mention that I understand that not all men are like that. I will have to note that some men are good allies. And all of those things are true! And all of you good allies get cookies! But honestly, I’m tired of handing out cookies to people just because they’re decent fucking human beings.

“maybe if i drink another coffee, i will feel better”

“maybe if i buy myself a new sweater, i will feel better”

“maybe if i get so drunk i can’t see, i will feel better”

“maybe if i sleep for fourteen hours, i will feel better”

(Source: ptysis)